Gleanings of a Mystic: A Series of Essays on Practical MysticismHeindel, Max
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Gleanings of a Mystic: A Series of Essays on Practical Mysticism
Heindel, Max
Rosicrucians
At the same time we shall exalt God in our own consciousness by taking
the word of the Bible that He is spirit, and that we cannot make any
likeness which will portray Him for He is like nothing in heaven or
on earth. We can see the physical vehicles of Jehovah circling as
satellites around the various planets; we can also see the sun, which
is the visible vehicle of the Christ; but the Invisible Sun, which
is the vehicle of the Father and the source of all, appears to the
greatest of human seers only as a higher octave of the photosphere of
the sun, a ring of violet-blue luminosity behind the sun. But we do not
need to see; we can feel His love, and that feeling is never so great
as at Christmas time when He is giving us the greatest of all gifts,
the Christ of the new year.
Chapter XXIII
WHY I AM A ROSICRUCIAN
Not infrequently we find that some one takes the platform to explain
why he is a Baptist, Methodist, or Christian Scientist, and what his
particular faith may be. We have often been asked by our students for
something which would help make plain to their associates why they
had embraced the teachings of the Elder Brothers given through the
Rosicrucian Fellowship, in preference to the faith which they had left.
We will, therefore, endeavor to give a succinct resume of reasons which
appeal to us as sufficient, but students will doubtless find many other
reasons equally good or better, which they may add verbally to what is
here said.
It should be made clear in the very beginning that students in the
Rosicrucian Fellowship do not call themselves Rosicrucians. That title
applies alone to the Elder Brothers, who are the hierophants of the
Western Wisdom Teaching. They are as far beyond the greatest living
saint in spiritual development as that saint is above the lowest fetish
worshiper.
When the bark of our life sails lightly upon smooth summer seas,
wafted along by the fair winds of health and prosperity, when friends
are present on every hand, eager to help us plan pleasures which will
increase our enjoyment of this world’s goods, when social favors or
political powers come to us to gratify our every wish in whatever
sphere our inclinations seek expression, then, indeed, we may say and
seem justified in saying with our whole heart and soul: “This world is
good enough for me.” But when we come to the end of the smiling sea of
success; when the whirlwind of adversity has blown us upon the rocky
shores of disaster, and a wave of suffering threatens to engulf us;
when friends have failed and every human help is as far off as it is
unavailing, then we must look for guidance to the skies as does the
mariner when he steers his ship over the waste of waters.
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